Odin family of pirates

Sword God?

Juggernaut?

Those two legendary men who almost killed Hawkeye?

Thinking about the various high-level insults against the two of them in the forum in his previous life, Odin couldn't help laughing, attracting everyone's attention.

"Do you know Zoro?"

"No... never heard of it." Johnny Joseph looked at each other and shook his head at the same time.

Odin thought thoughtfully, it may be that Sauron has not yet gone to sea at this time.

It is now the year 1515 of the Hainan calendar, there are still 5 years until the official plot begins, and Odin is only 15 years old this year.

He hoped that in the next five years, he would be able to gain enough strength to at least escape from the hands of generals and protect himself, so that he might dare to go to Marineland for a while during the war.

"You two are very loyal. Here's to you!"

Odin raised his tankard, happy to meet these two interesting people.

Although his skills are poor, he dares to fight against the evil dragon for justice in his heart. This is much stronger than many navy.

"Thank you, Brother Odin!"

Although the two of them were five years older than Odin, they admired Odin so much for their deeds of rescuing their companions alone that they were willing to call them big brothers.

With two guys who enjoy the lively atmosphere, the drinks flow quickly.

During the period, Joseph also performed a nostril dance, which made everyone enjoy themselves.

The wine goes down faster and faster, and the more people drink, the drunker they become.

thump!

Kerby fell down from the wheelchair and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, what are those little glasses, so careless!"

Meisner staggered over and tried to help him up, but found that Kerby's shoulders were twitching, accompanied by a slight sob.

"sorry......"

"sorry......"

The voice was as weak as a mosquito at first, but as the emotions rose and fell, the volume gradually increased, and the crying became more and more difficult to contain, and in the end it was heartbreaking.

"sorry......"

There were already circles of cracks on the lenses of Kebi's glasses, and the steam from his warm tears stained them grayish white.

"It was me who caused trouble to everyone. I was originally going to take the main route, but I had to change the route..."

"I killed a lot of people, and they all died because of me...I almost killed Odin, and I almost killed Meisner..."

Tears flowed down, as if to wash away the cowardice in my heart and bravely face the mistakes I had made.

Kebi's hand tendons and hamstrings were held up by the doctor's stitches thanks to the fruit of life. They are still recovering and his entire arm is covered with a plaster splint, making it difficult to move.

He twisted his shoulders a little, and with the strength in his waist and abdomen, he lifted up his chest like a snake, half-kneeling to face everyone.

At this moment, everyone's drunkenness dissipated a little.

Looking at Kebi, they wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say. The scene became quiet for a while.

"Kerby."

Odin sat cross-legged on the ground without getting up. He took a bottle and poured wine into his stomach, burped, then smiled and asked:

"Next time if I'm in danger, do I have to kneel down and beg you to save me?"

"Of course not, I will go even if it costs me my life..." Kebi said excitedly.

"That's it."

Odin waved his hand and interrupted Kebi:

"Keep it all in your heart to whomever you owe your life to, and compensate your family members as much as you can... If you don't have family members, remember to go to the grave and talk to them, so as not to be alone before and after death, and you will be easily lonely... ....”

"You are not to blame for what happened this time. If I really want to blame you, I can only blame this damn world and us for being too weak."

"In this sea, weakness is the original sin."

I'm afraid that few people are born to love the kind of life of wandering on the sea and having no one to rely on, with their heads hanging from the waistband of their trousers while licking blood from their swords, being spurned by others, and facing pursuit by the navy.

If they are not really unable to survive, if they are not forced to have no other choice, if they are not left with no choice, they would rather be good people... In the slums of Davao Island alone, many people choose to go to sea to join the pirate group every year, or to go out on their own. Be a pirate.

Odin walked over and slowly helped Kebi back to the wheelchair, held his shoulders and stared into his eyes:

"Become stronger and implement your ideals of justice.

In the corner of the yard, a drunken old drunkard was still drinking, as if everything that happened in the yard had nothing to do with him.

It's just that the cloudy eyes seem to be coated with colored films, showing fragments of past memories as more intoxicating snacks.

Everyone continued to drink and got drunk.

Kerby was the worst drinker and was the first to fall.

Zangao was so drunk that he hugged a graceful willow tree to become his wife. Meisner refused to accept it, saying that it was his sister and could not be touched.

The two of them started fighting without a few words of quarrel. After the fight, they started holding their heads and crying.

"Brother-in-law, treat my sister well."

"Don't worry, brother-in-law..."

The two cried and fell asleep.

Odin then told Johnny Joseph about the pirate version of "Water Margin", in which 108 great pirates united to overthrow the stupid and unscrupulous world government, but ultimately failed.

"I also want to...be a hero..."

"Overthrow...the Celestial Dragons..."

The two fell drunkenly. In their dream, they were killing everyone, and the Celestial Dragons were trembling under their feet.

......

......

boom!

A lead bullet pierced the darkness and raised a cloud of blood.

"Boss... you go quickly..."

"Bed!"

In the dark alley, a man in black looked at the fallen body of his last companion, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Anger, pain.

"Sherlock, can you run?"

A group of heavily armed soldiers quickly entered from both ends of the street, blocking all possible escape routes for the men in black.

"Are there any bullets in the gun?"

The leader of the soldiers, the captain, sneered, extremely disdainful of Sherlock asking for trouble.

"Come and try."

The hat on Sherlock's head had fallen off in the fierce pursuit just now, revealing the sparse top of his head, which reflected a faint light under the moonlight.

The beloved twin guns "Yun Dan" and "Feng Qing" are tightly held in his hands, even if there is only one bullet left at this moment.

"Hand over the things and leave you a complete body."

"Get it yourself." Sherlock responded coldly.

"Go, capture him alive."

The captain of the soldier was not sure whether the "thing" was on Sherlock's body and did not dare to give the order to kill him.

boom!boom!

Suddenly, two gunshots were heard from one side of the street, and two soldiers fell one after another.

A group of people dressed in disorderly but fierce manners swarmed towards the soldiers. Most of them were armed with swords and clubs, and the weapons did not look very sophisticated.

"Sherlock, go!"

In the faint moonlight, Sherlock saw a young man with a skinny face and a turban.

It's an acquaintance!

Sherlock did not hesitate and ran away decisively.

Under the cover of the thin young man, he escaped all the way to the port, where ships had already been prepared.

"Come on up!"

A group of people quickly boarded the ship and sailed away from the port.

At this time, the soldier captain also chased after him. Seeing this, he took out a phone bug.

"Boss, the target has escaped."

"Chase! Get the things back to me at all costs!"

"Yes!"